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143 Chapter 3 Don't be crazy [-]
"The humble officer seems to have seen the general chasing after him." A human elite standing to the east said hesitantly.

east?Feng Shukuang turned his head and looked over. At this time, the east side was dark and deep, and a group of deserters were running towards that direction at high speed. This is it?
Faintly, there was a fierce fighting sound from that side, and Feng Shukuang frowned.

"General Right, General Protector is going after the leader, you can tell her to be careful, that person is from the beast race, he will decay very powerfully, and he will follow his soldiers..." Prince Lian, who was in the distance, looked at the leader. While beating and running, he yelled at Feng Shukuang.

But before he finished speaking, Feng Shukuang disappeared in a flash.

The supernatural power of decay, the number one supernatural power of the orc race, can be learned and used by ordinary people. Mo Qianchen really doesn't know whether he will win or lose with this supernatural power.

"Kill her, kill..."

"Quick, let's go together..."

Far away, violent words flew out in the darkness of night and splashed into Feng Shukuang's ears.

The night wind shuddered, and a man in light yellow clothes was surrounded by thousands of threads of dead wood made of decayed magical powers, and dozens of knives and axes beside him chopped towards the man .

Lightning and flint, life and death are only in an instant.

Seeing this, Feng Shukuang's heart tightened for no reason, and almost without thinking, the black gun shot out, and rushed towards the goose yellow.

The clothes that Mo Qianchen was wearing, that...

The black gun was unstoppable, and it flew towards it at a moment's notice, and a shot struck the inexhaustible thread of dead wood.

Red, black and red, the black gun seemed to be on fire at this time, the moment the black red hit the dead wood thread, it was like firecrackers being ignited, and the dead wood thread that was indestructible was blown away. The black guns burning all over his body burned rapidly.

"Boom..." Immediately, the innumerable threads of dead wood snapped with a bang, and on the other end of the thread, the figure of the leader of the deserter couldn't stop shaking, staring fiercely at Feng Shukuang who was flying over. He yelled, "Who the hell?"

The number one magical power of the orc race, the decaying supernatural power, can't be hurt by any magical weapon in the world. Only the five flavors of real fire can burn a hole in an instant. This is a little-known secret in the world. will know.

Flying towards him, he broke into the encirclement in an instant, Feng Shu madly ignored the shocked leader, and reached out to grab the goose yellow clothes that had been cut and crawled on the ground.

As soon as he grabbed it, Feng Shukuang hadn't grabbed the blood-stained person on the ground, his cold brows suddenly frowned, no, this person is not Mo Qianchen.

Even if Mo Qianchen possessed the power of corruption for a moment, it wouldn't be so miserable.

The anxiety in his heart was determined, and after a moment of silence, Feng Shukuang immediately felt that this person was not Mo Qianchen's aura, even if he was dressed like he was not Mo Qianchen.

Damn, wrong rescue.

Feng Shukuang cursed secretly in his heart, but his subordinates were not slow. The black gun in his hand whizzed around in a circle above his head, and the countless threads of dead wood were immediately broken one by one. Feng Shukuang grabbed the black gun with five fingers and turned over We must get out of that encirclement.

If it wasn't Mo Qianchen, then he would let these people die.

However, it is easier to come and harder to leave.

The moment Feng Shukuang grabbed the black spear, the ground on this side suddenly rose flat, and the black rocks as thick as arms formed a cage.
(End of this chapter)